the heaven's may reign

If I were to fall beneath
heaven's skies
without reason or question
never daring to ask why
the light is fading from my eyes
and each night is filled with cries
why then do you leave me here?
without love or life or much to fear?
and dreams will come accordingly
to one who cares not for what is to be
I am but a number, a trigger left in time
I belong to nothing, and nothing is mine
but a space is lingering next to the fireside
and I have not listened accordingly
since he has died
nearly two years ago and a train did pass
but he fell on the tracks,
it happened so fast
and I used to believe we'd have a family
but nevertheless, it was never meant to be
his face is marked hollowly in place
like a sky with a cloud,
and a star without a place
but the skies seem to condemn me
for my life is a waste
to live in these fading moments
that pass in such haste
my tongue lingers on what we spoke upon
whether he should die or not,
and how I should live
it seemed a rather sick plot
but answers he made me give
and the tears framed my face
like an uncommonly wig
taken from time and place
but I occupy this space
for he was last here
with his eyes still burning blue
and life's rainbow hues
&& the night seemed clearer
still I held him nearer
my heart has never learned to stop
feeling altogether
but I have set across a path of
never and forever
so the heavens may try as they can
to rain down upon me
for they have taken away my only
reason to be.